You’ll never guess who
I had lunch with on Saturday.
Jason’s Vice Principal.
Apparently, his grades
are slipping and he comes to class with blood-shot eyes and a darker demeanor.
The school thinks my son’s doing drugs. I assured Vice Principal Tight Ass that
I would talk to him but I didn’t think the accusations were true.
Of course Judy gave me
the benefit of the doubt, warning me that the only reason it hasn’t been
officially reported to the school board is because the two of us have history
(thank god for that summer camp). I promised that I would have a talk with my
son and we parted ways with her insistence that we “do this again, some time.”
I pray it isn’t too soon. That woman’s voice is just…grating – like several
packs a day, grating.
Anyways, I waited
until James got home before we had another family meeting. They only seem to
occur when something potentially disastrous has occurred (and the time the kids
caught James and me having sex). It turns out that Jason has been taking
caffeine pills and pulling all-nighters to work on his computer.
Obviously we had a
talk about priorities and health and I think he genuinely seemed to listen –
though Sandra found the whole thing hilarious. Jason confessed he was having
trouble concentrating, he felt restless, and he thought the pills would help.
And that’s the story
of how we booked an appointment to test Jason for learning disabilities.
In other news, Daniel
has been avoiding me. I can’t say that I blame him but I sort of miss him. He’s
still following me but we don’t talk anymore. It’s just a curt nod as he drives
off in the morning.
I hate it when my
stalkers stop being friendly.
Well, back to work.
As always, dear
readers,
Stay Safe
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